Well, last started off with all everything bad about WoW in one handy ten-minute package. After the queue the game wouldn’t load properly. Everyone was an ‘unknown entity’, I couldn’t see my own chat in the chat window, my character never appeared. The usual, basically. So I wiped all the cache files and that sorted it out. I was in an orc settlement in the depths of the woods, so I ran around for five minutes trying to find the person in charge of public transport. Eventually ran into her and flew back to The Crossroads. I’m level twenty right now, so decided to try the Stonetalon Mountains for a bit of fighin’ and questin’. Walked to them and had been over the border in contested territory for about twelve seconds when a high level human bastard killed me in a couple of hits. Which was followed by possibly the longest corpse run of my life.

So, there I was, wondering why the hell I ever liked this game. But, you know, the graphics are lovely and everything’s full of personality and I have a pet spider called Donkey. There’s all that. And because I was in contested territory I really like I was adventuring, it was tense and I crept around near, but not on, the path, trying to remain hidden from view as best as possible. It reminded me why PvP servers are best.

Then my old friend Gerplex ran across the world to find me, so we stood in the forest and chatted and emoted for a few minutes.

I continued on into the depths of the mountains and found the loggers I needed to kill. So I did. Fifteen of them, slaughtered. I ran back to the person who’d given me the quest, got my XP and logged off because it was time for Animal Crossing.

Better than FFXI? Yes.